You know when you'll go out of your way not to see somebody, yet they always end up in your space somehow? We're back on Laura folks, and I am slightly frazzled as I write this - no, I am completely pissed off. Martin organised to go and see "Closer" last night - the film about fucked-up relationships, with Natalie Portman and Jude Law....anyway, of course the little shit is going to be there. Am I just flypaper for freaks or what? As a result of my irritation, because, as usual she was whining about something, I put way to much salt on my popcorn and ended up getting up all night to get water because I was SEVERLY dehydrated. Totally all her fault. I've put my finger on what really irritates me about her. Her voice. And Steve agrees with me here. Iyt's this high-pitched resonating pitch that seems to cut through every conversation, every nerve in my brain. I'm finding it hard to look at her as well. I think I may need therapy.
But on a good note - the movie was interesting?